[A marker in the glove compartment? How very convenient! Mao knew that there was a reason that the marker was there and even though it was mere coincidence that he would end up in this kind of situation... Well, his evil mind had concluded that everything had gone according to his plan ( Read more... )

[It's a beautiful day in Mayfield. The sun is shining. The birds are chirping. That one burger joint seems to be peacefully quiet as well. Yes, everything is going as usual in a fast food business ( Read more... )

[So what's Mao up to right now? Well, he's watching whatever you're doing! You could be in the park, you could be shopping, you could even be in your own house. How the hell did he get in your house? He's somewhere in the shadows watching your every move ( Read more... )

Because Mao is a special psychologically broken snowflake. There's going to be two thoughts in the character relations. First, you'll get Mao's outer thoughts and then you'll get Mao's inner thoughts. His inner thoughts represent how he really feels about your characters within his heart ( Read more... )

Hm. After doing some reading at the library, I'm a little perplexed. It's always the same formula for fairy tale stories. Knight meets princess, princess gets captured, knight goes to save the princess and defeats the horri~ble dragon and they all live happily ever after ( Read more... )

[Someone in a theater near you the backyard of 946 Beulah Street, evil is afoot! Inside the gardening shed, you'll hear sounds of chemicals pouring, the sound of a drill turning and evil cackling to top it all off ( Read more... )

One of these days I need to make some sort of memory-wiping machine for myself. Who knew a day like that could be so... detestable! In more ways than one, it left a bad taste in my mouth.

Hmm. Yet at the same time, it provided me with a lot of interesting research material.

Quickly! Someone explain the concept of 'love' to me! If I can break ( Read more... )

... Livejournal? Are you kidding me? Who the hell would keep a journal of their memories when you've got a Heart Bank! What kind of lousy game was I thrown into ( Read more... )